How to Survive As a Villain

Chapter 211 Extra Story: The Domineering President's Caring Secretary

When Xiao Yu'an woke up in a daze in the morning, he habitually rolled to the left.

Because Yan Heqing slept on his left side.

Normally, Yan Heqing can be hugged by just moving a little bit, but today Xiao Yu'an turned over and still didn't touch anyone.

Xiao Yu'an instinctively stretched out his hand to pat the bed on the left side, but he didn't get anything. He felt that he might be a little delirious from his sleep and couldn't distinguish the left and right, so he rolled in the opposite direction again.

Still didn't meet anyone.

Xiao Yu'an rolled around so restlessly, he left the warm embrace of the quilt a long time ago, the chill of the morning seeped into his bones, no one tucked Xiao Yu'an under the quilt, Xiao Yu'an was sober from the cold.

Xiao Yu'an opened his eyes, subconsciously called Brother Yan, and then became dumbfounded.

shit.

This, this, this, where the fuck is this? !

Xiao Yu'an turned over and sat up, eyes full of disbelief and shock, he thought for three seconds whether he should be entangled with where he is or the bed under him first.After three seconds, Xiao Yu'an decided to tangle with the bed under him first.

Because he slept on a bed about ten square meters.

Yes, ten square meters.

In the classic overbearing CEO novels, there is always one word: kingsize.

It seems that a president who does not sleep kingsize is not a real president.

The domestic standard size of kingsize is two meters long and two meters wide, but Xiao Yu'an is currently sleeping on a ten-square-meter bed.

Ten square meters, my friends!

Something is wrong! ! !

Xiao Yu'an: "It's okay to sleep on a bed of ten square meters, but you have to sleep in the middle of the bed!? Aren't you tired from climbing up and down every day?!"

After Xiao Yu'an struggled with the bed, he began to struggle with where he was.

The surrounding furniture decorations are all modern decorations, Xiao Yuan touched his hair, it was short.

Xiao Yu'an suddenly panicked, he got out of the bed, put on the round-toed half-wrapped slippers beside the bed, and called, "Brother Yan."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door of the room: "Sir, it's time to get up early and go to work."

Xiao Yu'an hesitated for a while, then stretched out his hand to open the door.

Standing outside the door was a gray-haired but radiant old man. The old man was wearing a black suit with a silver-gray waistcoat buttoned up. Seeing Xiao Yu'an open the door, he bent slightly and respectfully said: "Sir, breakfast is ready."

Xiao Yu'an's eyes widened for a moment, his voice trembling: "Zhao...Zhao..."

Housekeeper Zhao frowned: "Sir, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing." Xiao Yu'an took a deep breath, pinched himself hard, felt the pain, and calmed down.

Xiao Yu'an suddenly remembered something, rushed back to the room, scolded that the design of this bed is really retarded, then took a while to go to the pillow on the bed, reached out to touch it, and really took out a mobile phone.

Xiao Yu'an turned on the front camera, the face on the phone screen was very familiar, it was his own face, Xiao Yu'an looked left and right and then rubbed his own face twice, then he was a little relieved, then he hurriedly turned on the phone calendar, and then froze in place again.

It is naturally impossible for Xiao Yu'an to forget the day when he committed suicide, and the date displayed on the phone is the day after his suicide.

"Boss Xiao is a bit weird today."

"what happened?"

"I met him in the elevator just now, and asked me where he usually works, and asked me if I knew a man named Yan Heqing."

"We don't understand the thinking of rich people."

"That's right."

"But you are so lucky to have met Mr. Xiao. I think he is so handsome, a young and promising diamond king."

"He's really handsome, and he doesn't put on airs. He always smiles at everyone! He's so sua!"

"Smart people don't say dark words, they want to marry!"

"You all want to marry him, but I'm different, I want to fuck him."

"???"

The 10 minutes after clocking in at work in the morning is the time for every office worker to adjust himself to work. While driving away the drowsiness of staying up late last night, they thought to themselves: Hey, what a day of being exploited and squeezed .

At this time, the two secretaries were chatting about their CEO's gossip next to the coffee machine, when a cough came from behind them.

The two secretaries felt guilty and were terrified. When they saw the person behind them, they were even more frightened out of their wits. After greeting the person in a hurry, they hurried back to their seats and started working.

Although the man frowned, he didn't say a word of reproach. He picked up the white porcelain coffee cup on the tray in his hand, mixed a cup of coffee skillfully and carefully, got up, walked out of the office, walked into the elevator and went to the sixth floor of No.20.

There was only one office on the 26th floor. The man knocked on the door of that office with office materials and coffee.

A familiar voice came from inside: "Come in."

The man pressed the doorknob, walked in a few steps, put the coffee and materials on the desk together, smiled softly: "Mr. Xiao, your coffee, here are the materials for tomorrow's meeting, you... Xiao What's wrong with you? Why are your eyes red? Are you sick?"

In order to hide his gaffe, Xiao Yu'an lowered his head and turned his face sideways, his voice choked up: "No, it's okay, it's just... just happier."

Xiao Yu'an stopped the soreness in his eyes, reached out and flipped through the work card hanging on the man's chest.

In the column of the name is written the word Yu Hongxiu.

Xiao Yu'an said, "Can I call you Hongxiu?"

Hongxiu smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao, what's wrong with you today? Don't you always call me that?"

Xiao Yu'an couldn't help but his eyes turned red again.

Ten minutes later, the head of the human resources department wailed while answering the phone call: "What? Increase the salary of Secretary Xiao? The salary of the exclusive secretary is already high, what? Mr. Xiao personally asked for a three-fold increase? Let’s do it, Jiajiajia, can’t it be added, anyway, the company has money, let’s talk about it!”

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